First Snake
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danelle
Posted on: 04/03/08
First Snake
Summer isn't "summer" to me; its Snake Season. Each Spring, I dread the day I spot the first snake on our property.
Let me be clear - I am TERRIFIED of snakes. All snakes, regardless of size or poison factor. I'm not quite sure what exactly I'm afraid of. I've never had a "bad" encounter with a snake. Without fail, the uncaged snakes I've met have slithered in the opposite direction as soon as they spot me. Apparently, I'm equally terrifying. One has never even thought of biting me or slithering up my pants leg. At least, I'm not aware of such a thought - but who knows what goes on in their little snaky heads.
I knew "First Snake" would be coming soon. For the past few days I've been treading more lightly, looking down, especially in known snake spots, watching the low-growing bushes for movement, listening for that telltale rustle.
It finally happened last Thursday. I spotted it quietly curled up, sunning itself on the bricks right outside the wellhouse. Black with a yellow stripe, as they always are at our house. From its length and girth, it probably was just a baby.
"Snake!" I yelled, my feet suddenly frozen in place. "Where?" Evan, who just turned 5, excitedly asked. "Where?" echoed his little sister. "Where?" my Mom asked, laughing a bit at my total panic. By this time, baby snake had slithered off into the bushes. I'm positive it threw me a menancing glance first. The kids were disappointed that they had missed "First Snake". We reviewed snake safety.
Aahhhh Summer. I hate snakes.
danelle
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16 May 12:36
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